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One year my roommates and I decided to go out as the stock market collapse. We wore 1920's garb and then covered ourselves in awfully realistic looking cuts, bruises, breaks, etc. Through the course of the night things got a little silly and one of our group got extremely intoxicated. We carried him with us to the

I saw the walk of shame happen for about 20 ladies at the same time... And it was the walk of ultimate shame... The walk from jail.

Would you say he looked "udderly defeated"?

OMG I am laughing so hard at this. Why are sad bumblebees so funny?!

I used to work the Union Square Farmers Market, and that meant showing up at 6 Am or earlier at the park.

A friend of mine did something similar by passing out in a full penguin costume on the dorm futon, then sadly, with a hangover, shuffling back to his own dorm the next morning with his flippers on. I saw them stuffed in a trashcan halfway across campus a few hours later.

Years ago, I was living in New Orleans, where we take Halloween (and indeed, any Drinking Occasion) very seriously, and my parents and grandmother happened to come in on November 1 for brunch on the top floor of an upscale local hotel. Afterward, we were riding back down in the elevator, and it stopped to let on a

Halloween, senior year of college. My friends and I went as a merry band of troubadours or something like that and won Best Group Costume (my other friend, in spectacular full drag as Mae West, won Best Costume). For some reason, I was semi-sober when I got home, was still dressed in my room when two carloads of

What. The. Actual. Fuck.

These are two not necessarily "walk of shame" stories, but more complete Halloween pandemonium.

MY candy bowl was ALSO stolen!!! It's an epidemic of crime, I tell you!

It was actually the middle of August and not a walk of shame BUT...

My freshman year of college I rented out a room in a 10 bedroom house one block off of greek row. My roommates and I decided to throw a huge party for halloween and there was a steady stream of revelers in and out of the house all night long, party hopping. There was one girl with the coolest DIY costume I'd ever

Halloween is fucking insane in my town - seriously, people come from other states to celebrate here - and I try to avoid it as much as possible, because the novelty of getting puked on by guys in penis costumes wears off pretty quickly.

I saw a drunk dude wearing a striped poncho and a tacky sombrero + a gunslinger type belt that held plastic shotglasses trying to hail a taxi.

He dropped/stepped on his hat, stooped to retrieve it and haphazardly placed the crushed sombrero back on his head, then he removed the last empty shotglass from his belt and

Not exactly a walk of shame, but...

I didn't see it, but the hooligan with my stolen candy bowl is the worst, so wherever he/she was walking with said bowl. You are the worst, hooligan!

I didn't see this one, but rather I lived it. My costume was "Roller Girl", complete with old school skating rink roller skates. There was a "gentleman" whose attention I had commanded—he didn't live in the city that I did, so I accompanied him to his hotel. After a few hours of sleep, I decided it was time to make my

What about cutest, funniest kids...

I wish I had a photo of this sweet Halloween memory. One year in college Halloween landed on a weeknight, and I had an early class the next day so I pulled it together and stayed in. The next morning I was walking to said early class and I saw the SADDEST little bumblebee, holding her stinger in her hand, shuffling